The Midnight Owl

Under the mist and light moon, it was hazy and desolate.

Qian Ai was silent for a while, and asked, "Your task is to find Du Jinnian?"

Wu Sheng nodded.

Qian Ai looked at him, and said with difficulty: "Is it said that those who want to live or die..."

Wu Sheng sighed, didn't answer, and seemed to be unable to explain clearly.

Qian Ai had goose bumps all over her body.The old man who cheated on the corpse, the disappeared Du Jinnian, the second master Cheng who died last year...these information we just asked were woven into a dark net, covering the entire Cheng family's house.He couldn't figure it out. This kind of information processing requires a brain like Wu Sheng's.

Watching Qian Ai rush back to the coffin, Wu Sheng stood alone in the night for a while.

In just this moment, the complicated clues have become a thread——

1. Three people disappeared: Cheng Jiming died; Mrs. Cheng died; Du Jinnian disappeared.

2. There are three remaining members of the Cheng family: Cheng Xiaonan; Cheng Jiming's second wife Hai Huiping; Cheng Jiming and his first wife's daughter Cheng Yixin.

3. Social relationship: Du Jinnian and Cheng Jiming are good friends; Hai Huiping is the younger sister of Hai Yunlong, the young leader of the Hai Gang.

4. Doubtful points:

① Mr. Cheng fell down last year and died this year. Is there anything suspicious?

②Cheng Jiming was kidnapped and his ticket was torn up, but Fushou would deny it. Did he really do nothing or deny it?

③Why did Du Jinnian suddenly visit Cheng's house? What exactly did he chat with Cheng Xiaonan in the living room of the small building?

All kinds of information inquired are like beads falling on the ground, Wu Sheng needs to find the thread that strings them together.

Back in the small western-style building, unexpectedly Hai Yunlong brought someone over.

Wu Sheng didn't know Hai Yunlong, but from the way the other party hulala led a group of people, the eyebrows and eyes slightly similar to Hai Huiping, and the conversation with Ying Jiuye, he could understand that Fushou would depend on him. If the Cheng family didn't leave, Hai Huiping called her brother to sit in the town.

But what puzzled Wu Sheng was that Hai Yunlong seemed to have a higher hatred value for the young man next to Master Jiu.A pair of eyes fixed on the fair-skinned young man's face like the fire of hell.

The fair-skinned young man looked indifferent, he didn't look at Hai Yunlong at all, his expression was indifferent and complacent, and he even yawned occasionally.

In the midst of the undercurrent, Ying Jiu caught sight of Wu Sheng who was standing at the door, hesitating, and immediately became kind: "Mr. Bai, are you going to watch the moon?"

If you don't look into the depths of Ying Jiu's eyes, this is definitely a refined person, and even teases with kindness.

Wu Sheng knew that he had been away for a long time, so he smiled and continued to tease him, without explaining at all, so as not to make the description more dark.

At the same time, his eyes fell on Hai Yunlong, as if he just saw this master, raised his eyebrows slightly, mildly surprised.

Hai Yunlong narrowed his eyes and snorted like a sneer: "Mr. Bai."

"..." Well, another "acquaintance".

Wu Sheng suspects that Mr. Bai is his soul wearer, he is a courtesan in Jinmen, or if one of the big bosses counts as one, they all know him?

If you talk too much, you will lose, Wu Sheng treated the two bosses equally, and smiled politely without saying a word.

Cheng Xiaonan took the opportunity to interject and greeted everyone to sit down. Fortunately, the sofa in the living room was large enough to allow the four of them to maintain a polite distance.

Hai Yunlong left four people standing behind him, and let the rest go outside, which was a little face for his brother-in-law's family.

The long night is long, sleepless, the four of them chatted awkwardly, and walked with difficulty.

Instead of talking, it is better to sit quietly and meet each other.

Ying Jiu and Hai Yunlong are both high-ranking gangsters, so they can sit still, but Cheng Xiaonan is just a rich man, and his resistance to pressure has plummeted. He directly asked the servants to bring up the whole bottle of foreign wine. I added it several times.

Hai Yunlong was drinking tea, but the other party picked up the wine worm. When Cheng Xiaonan poured the wine again, he yelled at the servant next to him: "Bring an empty cup, and I will have a drink with your uncle."

The servant didn't dare to be negligent, and immediately agreed, but just as he turned around to pick it up, the wine glass in Cheng Xiaonan's hand suddenly fell to the ground, and the thick glass fell on the carpet without breaking, and there was a muffled "boom".

Looking at Cheng Xiaonan again, his mouth was wide open, his breath was short of breath, he covered his throat with one hand, and pointed at the half of the foreign wine bottle on the table with his other hand, his eyes were filled with unbelievable horror: "Wine... wine... is poisonous..."

Hai Yunlong was originally reading the foreign language on the wine bottle, trying to figure out which country the wine is by guessing it. Seeing that Cheng Xiaonan was poisoned, he withdrew abruptly, his back slammed into the sofa, how far away could he be? Far!

Wu Sheng subconsciously looked at Master Ying Jiu, but he didn't expect that the other party was also looking at him. Their eyes met and each was thinking.

Cheng Xiaonan suddenly bent down, plucked his throat violently, within a few seconds, spit out all the wine he drank at night with a "wow", until only sour water was left, and he raised his head with difficulty, his tongue out hoarse, exhausted Shouting: "Quick... hurry to find... Mr. Gong... just say... just say it's... Grass... Poison..."

The servants here ran wildly, and Cheng Xiaonan picked up the teapot on the table again, pouring it all down his throat, it was really pouring.

After drinking, put down the teapot, pick his throat again, and continue to induce vomiting.

This filling and vomit is a bit like gastric lavage.Wu Sheng looked at his "skillful self-rescue process", his eyes flickered behind the lens.

Aconitum aconitum, a kind of traditional Chinese medicine, can cure diseases if used well, but it is very poisonous if used improperly.

Soon, Mr. Gong arrived. According to the equipment, he was a western doctor. From his words, he could tell that he was also an old friend of the Cheng family.

Cheng Xiaonan coughed and wheezed, and could hardly speak.But when Dr. Gong saw the filth all over the floor, he knew that he had vomited, and immediately asked Cheng Xiaonan to be helped to lie flat in the room, and then began to give injections, infusions, and other treatments.

There were only three guests left in the living room, and their positions became embarrassing at the same time - they were born to stay with others, and then the host was poisoned.

"Did your uncle drink medicinal wine?" Ying Jiuye suddenly turned his head and asked the frightened servant next to him.

The servant was stunned for a long time before shaking his head vigorously: "No, it's foreign wine without herbs!"

Master Ying Jiu nodded, tapped his fingers on the armrest of the sofa, and turned his gaze to Wu Sheng: "Mr. Bai, don't you think it's strange? Why is Uncle Cheng so sure that he was poisoned by the grass?"

Of course Wu Sheng found it strange, but he didn't know Ying Jiu's calculations, so he said cautiously: "There are often people who are poisoned in grass-black brewing wine. Uncle Cheng has seen it and recognized it, so it's not surprising."

"Ying Jiu, what do you mean by that?" Hai Yunlong of course helped his younger sister's family, "Can Cheng Xiaonan poison himself? Is he tired of life?"

Suddenly, a shadow flickered at the stairway.

Wu Sheng looked over subconsciously, and at the corner of the stairs leading to the second floor, there was a little girl hidden in the shadows.

Wu Sheng couldn't see her appearance clearly, he could only see her half-length hair and a pair of cold eyes in the darkness.

Sensing Wu Sheng's gaze, the child turned around and ran upstairs, his footsteps were so soft that he could hardly hear him.

Cheng Jiming's daughter, ten years old this year - Wu Sheng remembered the information Qian Ai had collected.

About half an hour later, Dr. Gong came out of the bedroom and told them that the amount of aconitum poison Cheng Xiaonan ingested should not be large. With proper vomiting, he is out of danger, but he needs to rest in bed and continue to infuse in order to remove the toxin as soon as possible.

After saying this, the doctor benevolently said: "The medicine is three-point poisonous, don't just use wine for nothing."

There is no grass black medicinal wine at all, just ordinary foreign wine, which has been poisoned.

This matter was obvious, but Ying Jiu and Hai Yunlong didn't make a sound.Wu Sheng also replaced the words that came to his lips with: "Mr. Gong, let me see you off."

Doctor Gong kept saying no, but Wu Sheng still sent him out of the small building, all the way to the front yard.

But when he was about to walk to the gate, he turned a corner and dragged him to the mourning hall. He used reason (coercion) to move him with affection (lure), and half-forced him to have Mr. Cheng's autopsy done.

Wu Sheng originally suspected that he also knew some inside information, but after looking through it, he didn't think it was true. This person was probably a simple doctor who had a relationship with the Cheng family, so he decided to take a risk.

In the dead of night, there was no one in the huge mourning hall—no one dared to get close to the old man who had just stolen his corpse—only a few white candles, a table full of sacrifices, and the lonely old man Cheng.

Mr. Gong couldn't really do an autopsy, that is, he looked at his eyes, ears, mouth, nose, body and limbs, but the more he looked, the more serious his expression became.At the end, he said: "Mr. Bai, you may have guessed right, Mr. Cheng probably died of poisoning."

"Maybe?" What Wu Sheng wanted was "sure".

Mr. Gong shook his head: "No doctor can make a definite judgment with the naked eye unless the gastric contents are tested."

Sending Mr. Gong away, Wu Sheng was thinking, while slowly pacing towards the small building. Just as he got to the front of the building, he was pulled into the bushes. He didn't see his face clearly, but he saw the bald head first.

Wu Sheng bent his mouth unconsciously, his heart had been upset since Cheng Xiaonan was poisoned, and finally a breeze came in: "You don't sleep well, why are you running around?"

Xu Wangyi said righteously: "Can I leave you to walk the mission line alone!"

Wu Shengle deliberately asked: "Then let me hear, what can you do for me?"

"..." Xu Wang was speechless for a long time, and kissed him on the cheek directly on tiptoe, "Come on?"

Wu Sheng thinks it's good to come on, and he can continue.

"Do you suspect that Cheng Xiaonan poisoned Mrs. Cheng? And it's the same poison as he was poisoned just now?" After hearing Wu Sheng's brief summary, Xu Wang understood what he meant.

"Yes," Wu Sheng said, "otherwise it would be impossible for him to respond so quickly and accurately after being poisoned."

"But why did he still harm his own father? Who poisoned him? What does this have to do with Du Jinnian's disappearance?" Xu Wang was still at a loss.

"I don't know yet." Wu Sheng said honestly, "But I always feel that the key point lies in Cheng Xiaonan, who was the last person Du Jinnian saw."

Xu Wang: "Then what is he doing now?"

Wu Sheng: "Hang a hanging bottle in the bedroom."

Xu Wang: "..."

Wu Sheng: "Don't worry, Fushouhui and Hai Gang have sent people to guard. Cheng Xiaonan is going to have an accident, and they who are staying here tonight can't get rid of it, so they care more than anyone else."

Xu Wang was surprised: "How do you know I'm worried?"

Wu Sheng smiled: "Because according to the experience of ordinary detective films, the first suspect should be killed by the murderer by this time."

Xu Wang: "..."

There was no movement from Master Yan Yi, and he had already fallen asleep. Xu Wang came over mainly to ask about Wu Sheng's situation, and he helped out by the way, but Wu Sheng didn't have any clue at the moment, so he asked Xu Wang to go back to rest first, and then go back to the room by himself. The small building.

As soon as he reached the entrance of the small building, he saw a servant sneaking around behind the pillars, poking his head, trying to sneak a peek at a smoking Fushouhui brother not far away.He was so focused that he didn't even see Wu Sheng who was walking straight over.

It wasn't until Wu Sheng reached the pillar that he let out a soft "ah", as if he had been caught doing something bad.

The Fushouhui brother heard the sound and looked over inexplicably.

Wu Sheng caught a glimpse of no one in the living room, and asked directly, "Where are the Jiu Ye and the Young Master?"

The servant didn't expect him to ask this, he trembled a few times before recovering his voice: "Rest, rest."

"Didn't go?"

"No, I'm resting in the guest room." The servant finally became a little fluent.

The host couldn't afford to be poisoned, and the guests really had no reason to continue drinking tea and chatting, but it seemed that they had made up their minds to take root in the Cheng family.

Wu Sheng thought for a while and said, "I'm tired too, can you arrange a guest room for me?"

"Of course, this way, sir." The servant immediately led the way.

Wu Sheng followed him all the way to the other courtyard next to the small building, until there was no one around, and suddenly asked: "Why are you looking at him?"

The servant paused, a little terrified and a little dazed: "Huh?"

Wu Sheng looked at him intently, this time it was not a doubt, but affirmation: "You know that Fushouhui brother."

The servant shook his head violently: "I don't know, I don't know!"

"Okay." Wu Sheng shrugged, "I'll ask Master Hai to ask you, and you should know him by now."

Wu Sheng could tell that the entire Cheng family compound was actually quite frightened of that Hai Yunlong. If Master Ying Jiu was an unexpected visitor, then Hai Yunlong was more like the overlord of his natal family.

"No, sir, I really don't know anything, I just, just... saw that one glance..."

Wu Sheng's heart tightened, and his tone was unconsciously severe: "What did you see?"

The servant was about to cry: "Last year, after the second master was kidnapped last year, the kidnapper asked a child to deliver a blackmail letter... I opened the door... When I received the letter, I saw him peeking at the alley. They met each other, and he ran away...Sir, please don't say that I told you...Fushou will kill people without blinking an eye..."

After repeated promises to comfort the descendants, Wu Sheng sat in the dark and bleak guest room, lost in thought for a long time.

Could it be that Cheng Jiming, who was kidnapped by the Fushou Society, demanded a ransom and then tore up the ticket?

He always thought it was not, but the "testimony" just now made him shake again.

"The task Owl gave you is to investigate the case?" In the quiet night wind, a voice slipped in through the crack of the door, and then someone pushed the door and entered, as naturally as if entering one's own home.

Wu Sheng stared blankly at the young man next to Master Ying Jiu, walked in leisurely, and sat down across from him, suddenly: "Xiaoxue?"

"Wearing glasses for nothing." Chi Yingxue picked up an orange from the fruit plate on the table, and peeled it off by herself.

"When did you recognize me?" Wu Sheng was curious.

Chi Yingxue threw a piece of orange into her mouth: "You entered the courtyard with a group of monks."

"And then?" Wu Sheng didn't believe that he recognized him at that time. At that time, Fushouhui was confronting Cheng's family, and he didn't speak at all on the periphery.

Chi Yingxue frowned and tilted her head to look at him, as if to say, it's so obvious, why do I need to explain.

"You flirt with one of the young monks, and you flirt with the captain, using the same set of eyes."

Wu Sheng: "..."

Which one is the same set? !

"Do you like the captain?" The other side asked without thinking.

Wu Sheng said without hesitation, "Of course."

"Come over if you like it, throw yourself down, and do something," Chi Yingxue stared at him blankly, and asked very sincerely, "Don't you panic if you just use your eyes to do it?"

Wu Sheng: "..."

There was no obscenity in the other party's eyes, just an almost innocent question.

But this is what makes it even more difficult to answer!

"Huh?" Chi Yingxue urged without an answer.

Wu Sheng surrendered and revealed the truth: "I didn't have it at first, but I asked you to ask..."

It's all in the air.

Chi Yingxue was very satisfied with the answer that met her expectations.

"By the way, Qian Ai is here too." Wu Sheng remembered that he had forgotten a comrade-in-arms, "He is the Cheng family's servant, and he is now in the coffin shed."

Chi Yingxue nodded and continued to look at him, as if waiting for something.

Wu Sheng pushed his glasses, and everything behind the lenses was in a daze.

Chi Yingxue couldn't wait any longer, and asked directly, "Where is Little Sijin?"

Only then did Wu Sheng react: "I don't know yet, Qian Ai said that he saw a thief who might be him, but he ran away before he was caught."

Chi Yingxue threw the oranges back into the fruit bowl and stopped eating, her delicate eyebrows were wrinkled out of shape: "We are all here, he is not here, is the owl having something wrong again?"

"..." This kind of domineering thinking that doesn't meet his own intentions should be classified as bugs, Wu Sheng sighed.